Sister Huang Xing is here

Su Heng had traversed to a world where demons were resurrecting, and the human realm was like hell.
Water ghosts, fog demons, and drought monsters... powerful demons plagued the land. Major clans used fierce spirits for medicine, residing high above the clouds, while common folk struggled desperately amidst a divine, eerie apocalypse.
In these chaotic times, Su Heng awoke with the talent of a Celestial Eater.
His body grew limitlessly, gaining a property point for every pound he gained in weight.
The bizarre and terrifying demons who slaughtered cities and eradicated nations were, to him, the most sweet and superior ingredients.
He devoured their flesh and blood, feasted on their sinews and bones, plundered their Divine Skills, and seized their destinies.
From the "Pure Yang Skill" to the "Heavenly Demon Transformation Technique," from the "Golden Bell Guard" to the "Demon Buddha's Golden Body," even the most ordinary martial arts in Su Heng's hands could burst forth incredible power.
Years later...
Su Heng's demonic body was colossal, his weight immeasurable.
With a hundred hearts and a thousand arms, mortals were nothing more than ants to him — all gods and buddhas of the heavens, come to battle!
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This book is also known as "Godzilla of The Low Martial World."

One more catty, one more attribute point

Deep within the Wanyuan Plain, the last fortress leading to the borders of Central State.


Patrol team leader Zhao Ge clenched his teeth and forcefully pulled out a scorpion's tail stinger embedded in his arm. Dark red blood mixed with a rotten smell immediately splattered out, some of it landing on his face, blurring his vision with a crimson haze.


He didn't bother to wipe the bloodstains off his face.


Zhao Ge quickly grabbed the bandage he had prepared beforehand, wrapped it around the wound on his arm, and tied a knot.


He took out a bottle of Elixir Pills from his bosom, popped the stopper with his thumb, and drank it all in one gulp.


Zhao Ge's chest heaved violently, and his breathing became rapid.


His face, dark as charcoal, gradually showed a layer of dark red, and large beads of sweat emerged from his forehead.


Chapter 414: The True Face of God, Black Sun Hanging High!